[Enter ETHEL from the hotel. She has one thick book under her arm, another in her hand.][pg 037]
MADAME DE CHAMPIGNY
[to HORACE, with deep admiration]
My friend, how wise you are!
[She perceives ETHEL'S entrance over HORACE'S shoulder, and at once runs to her, embraces her, and kisses her, crying.]
Largesse, sweet Countess of Hawcastle! Largesse! and au revoir! Adieu! I leave you with your dear brother. A rivederci.
[She runs gayly out, waving her parasol to them as she goes.]
HORACE
[going to ETHEL]
Dear old sis, dear old pal!